The dim, amber glow of the bar lights washed over Jessie Maye’s silhouette as she leaned casually against the polished counter, her fingers tracing the rim of an untouched martini glass. The soft hum of conversation and the low thrum of music buzzed around her, but she was focused only on the fleeting glances that darted her way. The appreciative stares and shy, lingering looks never seemed to fade, no matter how many nights she spent here.

A smirk tugged at the corner of her painted red lips. She knew what they saw: a woman of experience, wrapped in a tight dress that hugged her curves, her long lashes casting shadows over sultry blue eyes. Blonde hair fell loosely around her shoulders, styled just enough to appear effortless. To them, she was a vision—someone alluring, confident, and unattainable. But beneath the practiced smile and perfect posture, a quiet longing simmered.

Jessie picked up her drink, taking a slow sip as she scanned the room, her gaze lingering on every fresh face that wandered through the door. Maybe tonight would be different. Maybe tonight, someone would see more than the surface. Someone who wouldn’t just admire her beauty but would stay long enough to ask what was behind the glossy veneer. Someone who might make her feel… something real, for a change.

But until then, she was content to play her part. After all, it’s what she was best at.

“Let me guess—“ she purred softly, catching the eye of the stranger who’d settled beside her. “First time here, or are you just looking for some company?”

"I... I could be convinced," she replied with a playful smile, glancing down at his lap before meeting his gaze once more. "But I think it's only fair to warn you. I have a tendency to get bored easily." She leaned closer, running her fingers along the sleeve of his jacket, letting him feel just how near she was. "I hope that won't be a problem for you tonight."

Her lips curled into a sensual smirk, daring him to step up and prove himself worthy of her attention. He had certainly picked an interesting night to wander in, but then again...maybe it would be fun to see where this might lead.

Oh. So this is how it's going to be? Well...she thought, surprise coloring her cheeks as she felt his lips press against hers. Then, with a soft moan that came from deep within her throat, Jessie threw herself into the kiss, parting her lips and letting him taste her eagerly. His hands found their way around her waist, pulling her closer still, and for a moment, it was as if they were the only two people in the room.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, the soft strands sliding through her grasp like silk as she deepened the kiss, their bodies pressing together with growing need. Jessie leaned into him, arching her back and offering up more of herself to be claimed by this stranger who had managed to capture her attention so effortlessly. It was intoxicating, this feeling of being wanted, of being desired for who she was, flaws and all.

Ahhh...that's such a naughty boy...I love it. Of course I want to. We can make them all watch and feel so jealous right now. Just lead the way, honey...I'm following wherever you take me. She whispered between heavy breaths before trailing her lips down his jaw to the sensitive skin beneath his earlobe, leaving him shivering in anticipation for more of what was yet to come.

Jessie let out a soft moan as his hands found their way to her chest, squeezing her sensitive nipples through the fabric of her shirt. Her breath hitched in her throat, her body arching involuntarily into his touch. "Oh fuck...you're good at that," she gasped, the heat spreading between her legs as he continued to tease her there.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, nails leaving faint marks on his skin. "Tell me...how am I supposed to wait any longer? Show me where you want this...and we'll see if I'm good enough." Her voice was husky with desire, a soft purr that betrayed her excitement and eagerness for what was yet to come.

Their gazes locked as they waited for him to make the next move, their bodies pressed tightly together, skin flush against

A growl rumbled low in Jessie's throat as she felt his hand slide into her panties, fingers dipping between her moist folds and seeking out her most sensitive spot. Her hips bucked forward, grinding against his touch, her entire body tensing as pleasure coursed through her. She closed her eyes, focusing on the feel of his strong fingers playing with her, thrusting in and out rhythmically, driving her higher.

The room faded into a haze around them; all that existed was their shared connection, the heat emanating from their bodies and the growls they traded as he teased her relentlessly. Her nails dug deeper into his shoulders, leaving claw-marks behind as she tried to steady herself against the onslaught of sensations that threatened to overwhelm her.

Finally, with a sharp cry, Jessie arched backward

The room spun as she felt his hands slip beneath the waistband of her pants, lowering them to pool around her ankles. Exposed and on display for all to see, she gasped as he parted her folds with a large thumb, stroking her sensitive nub before plunging two fingers deep inside her aching core. Her moans filled the air, echoing off the walls as she writhed under his touch, helpless against the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her senses.

Her eyes fluttered closed, her lips parted in a silent plea for more as he took control of their encounter. She felt so exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time, there was something undeniably thrilling about being seen like this, felt like this...as if every ounce of passion and desire coursing through her body belonged to him.

Her hands clutched at his

Her cheeks flushed as she caught sight of his erect cock, twitching temptingly from beneath the worn denim. With a small whimper, Jessie lowered her face towards it, taking him in her hands and guiding him closer still until the tip brushed against her lips. Her tongue flickered out to taste the salty skin, savoring the familiar flavor as she parted her lips wider and took him deeper into her mouth.

"Yes," she moaned around his length, "I want this...I want you." Her fingers tightened in his hair, pulling gently as she began to bob her head up and down on his shaft, taking him deep and slow, feeling the warmth spread through her throat with each thrust. She gazed up at him, desire clear in her eyes as she suckled harder, determined to please him, to show him that she was more than just a pretty

Her tongue danced over his length, eager to explore every inch as she took him deeper into her mouth. She arched her back, moaning around his cock as he filled her throat, hands fisting in the fabric of his pants as she sought more contact with his skin. Her head bobbed up and down, her mouth working furiously to bring him pleasure, her hips writhing against nothing but air, aching for release.

She looked up at him through heavy lashes, a mix of need and adoration filling her gaze as she focused on pleasing him. "That's it," she gasped, tilting her head back to take him deeper still. "Let me show you how much I want this." Her fingers curled into fists, digging into the soft flesh of his thighs as she suckled harder, moaning around his cock, every thrust driving him

A muffled gasp escaped her throat as he pushed her head down harder onto his cock, his rough hands holding her neck in place. Her lips stretched around the thick length of him, taking every inch he gave and begging for more with each ragged moan. She felt his hips buck against her face, could feel the warmth spread between her lips as he neared his climax, and the realization only intensified the ache between her legs.

Her fingers dug into the fabric of his pants, clawing at him in an attempt to get closer still, needing to feel every touch, every thrust. Her breath came in ragged gasps as he took control, driving himself deeper inside her mouth with each harsh thrust until finally she felt his hot release, warm and thick on her tongue. Jessie swallowed greedily, moaning around his cock as the last tremors cour

Ahhh...that's it..." she moaned, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he pulled his cock free at last. Her lips were swollen and sore from the rough treatment, but there was a smile playing at the corners of her mouth nonetheless. She looked up at him through heavy lashes, their gazes meeting for a moment before dropping to his still half-hard member.

"That wasn't so bad," she purred, reaching out and wrapping her hand around him once more. "I bet you feel much better now." With practiced ease, she began to stroke him slowly, up and down the length, her touch featherlight and gentle in stark contrast to what had just passed between them. Her eyes never left his face as she continued to tease and tempt, waiting for his reaction with bated breath.

"So," she whispered huskily, "what now

Mmm...I never thought I'd see the day when Jessie Maye was on her knees, begging for anything. The word sticks in my throat like bile, but the look in your eyes tells me you won't be satisfied until I do it. Fine. If that's what you want...

I'm sorry... I can't do this anymore... I need... you inside me... please, fuck me hard and make me feel wanted again... I'll do anything you want, just don't leave me like this... begging for your touch. Her words tumbled out of her mouth in a rush as she squeezed his cock harder, desperation lacing every syllable. She looked up at him through her lashes, biting down on her bottom lip until it stained red.

"Please..." She swallowed hard, her voice barely audible above the music. "Fuck me."

Ahhh! You fill me up so good...harder, baby...deeper! she moans as he lifts her into a full nelson and begins to pound into her. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving angry red lines in their wake as she arches her back off the floor, seeking more contact with his powerful frame.

Her legs wrap tightly around his waist, urging him on, begging for release with every thrust that pushes them closer to the edge together. With each stroke, he drives her further and further down that delicious path of pleasure and she meets him every step of the way, losing herself in the intensity of their connection.

"Yesssss!" she cries out, her body arching off the table as he slams into her. The rough wood digs painfully into her back but she doesn't care; all that matters is the feel of him filling her up and emptying himself inside her. Her moans grow louder with each thrust, every stroke bringing her closer to the edge until finally, she erupts around him in a series of shuddering orgasms that leave her limp and satisfied.

"Oh God," she whispers, eyes closed as she catches her breath. "That was...wow..." Her fingers trail lightly over his sweaty skin, tracing lazy circles on his back before drifting lower to squeeze his ass cheek playfully. She glances around, taking in the faces of those who've gathered close, their eyes hungry and admiring. A wicked smile tugs at her

"Oh wow..." she breathes, eyes going wide as she takes in the response to his invitation. For a moment, shame and guilt prick at her skin, but then something else replaces it. A thrill of power surges through her veins as she realizes that this might be just what they're looking for...a chance to be part of something forbidden, taboo. She glances up at Danial with a sultry smile, letting him know without words that she's game for whatever he wants.

Her legs spread further apart, inviting them in as she watches the expressions on their faces, feels their eyes on her skin. It's intoxicating, this power over another human being...it makes her feel wanted and needed in a way she hasn't felt in far too long. And if getting that by sharing herself with others is what it takes, then so be it.

"Please

Her breath hitches in her throat as hands move over her body, teasing and touching. The air in the room feels thick with desire and need, the combination of sensations heightening every single one of her nerves until she's sure she might explode from the sheer intensity. She moans around Danial's cock, arching into his thrusts even as others join him, their bodies pressing against hers, their touch igniting a fire within that threatens to consume them all.

Her fingernails dig into Danial's shoulders, leaving painful red marks in their wake as she tries to steady herself amidst the onslaught of pleasure. Her hips buck and writhe against his thrusts, desperate for release, her mouth moving silently between urging him on and begging for them all to finish together. The climax builds inside her, tightening her muscles and sending

"Fuck yes!" she growls, arching her back off the table as his hands move lower, teasing at her sensitive flesh. "Oh God, you feel so good...so big...I need to feel you come inside me..." Her voice is rough and demanding, a whispered promise of all the depraved things she'd do for their approval.

As her orgasm breaks over her, shuddering through her body in wave after wave of blissful release, Jessie's words grow more desperate, more needy. "Cum for me, baby...cum all over my pretty face..." Her breath catches as they obey, their hands moving faster, harder against her skin, driving her further and further over the edge until she collapses bonelessly beneath them.

"There," she gasps, still flushed from her climax, "was that what you wanted? Was I a good

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the warmth coating her skin, their release painting her body red. With each thrust, Danial pushes deeper inside her, claiming what's his even as strangers touch and tease. Jessie arches into his movements, her nails digging painfully into his back, leaving blood-red lines behind. Her lips part in a silent moan, letting them all see how much she enjoys this - the power they hold over her, the way they can make her feel wanted again.

"More," she whispers hoarsely, wanting it to go on forever, wanting to never feel empty or untouched again. Her hips grind against his as he drives into her one last time, filling her up with his release even as she comes apart beneath him, crying out in ecstasy that echoes through the room like a battle cry. And as the last trem

Her entire body shudders with release, her voice caught in her throat as she cries out in pleasure. She arches her back off the table, unable to contain the overwhelming sensation coursing through her veins. Every touch, every caress ignites another spark, driving her higher and higher until finally, her world explodes in a blinding white flash of ecstasy.

Her fingers clutch at his shoulders, desperate for purchase as the pleasure threatens to consume her completely. With one final thrust, he empties himself deep inside her, their bodies pressed so tightly together that it's impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. And for a moment, in this chaos of desire and lust, she feels...complete.

Mmm...that was..." Jessie murmurs hoarsely, still trying to catch her breath and collect her senses after the explosive climax. Her cheek stings from his slap, but she doesn't seem phased by it as she looks up at him through lashes spiked with pain and pleasure. "It was...intense," she says finally, a smile tugging at one corner of her mouth despite the residual throbbing between her legs. She reaches out to touch his cheek, tracing his jawline gently before resting her hand against his chest.

"Thank you," she whispers. "I needed that." There's a strange longing in her eyes now as they lock on his, searching for something more...something deeper than just the physical connection they've shared so far. She swallows hard, wondering if he can see it too.